Emperor Qianlong: the beginning of his glory

Chapter 30 The Juanjuan Girl Shows off her Skills and the Shijiazhuang Imperial Envoy Composes Poems on Mid-Autumn Night (2)
Seeing Fu Heng's generous hand, Piao Gao came over and bowed, and said, "Your nobleman is willing to make such a good relationship, and your life is boundless! If you want to watch Juanjuan practice, please feel free to order." Fu Heng smiled and said, "What kind of 'noble man' am I? Selling tea, selling porcelain, just a real "businessman" - just now I saw that Juanjuan girl danced very well with swords, after all, she was restrained on a rope, and dancing on flat ground must be more spectacular. If you are willing to do it for me Showing off your demeanor is really a blessing to your eyes." Piao Gao was about to answer, when he heard the sound of gongs at the entrance of the east street, a few yamen servants raised lanterns and shouted, and two sedan chairs meandered from behind.Dozens of servants of the Shi family stood under the big lantern and yelled to drive people away:

"Everyone go to the table! Hurry up! What's so good about a stinky playboy? Old Mr. Shi invited the county magistrate to come!"

So even the rest of the audience left one after another.Fu Heng saw Juanjuan and that brat cleaning up the place, so he walked over and asked, "Which inn do you live in?" Piao Gao smiled and said, "The monks are happy with whatever happens. We live in the Guandi Temple in the east of Zhendong. Do you want to stay?" Seeing Juanjuan dancing sword, I had to go down to our place." Fu Heng said with a smile: "Then simply make a fortune - I have a small courtyard in this shop, there is a spare house, please move here I will pay the shop money." Piao Gao didn't really refuse, but told Juanjuan to pack her suitcases, and then told the boy: "Yao Qin, go to the temple and fetch our bedding." After packing up the boxes , followed Fu Heng into the store.Fu Heng gave them the three rooms in the West Wing. He went into the upper room and ordered the servant to serve wine, and ordered, "Buy a few more candles, and light them brightly inside and out, so we can watch the sword!" Blind Wu saw Piao Gao They haven't come yet, they approached and said:

"Master Six."

"Ok!"

"Be careful."

"Ok?"

"I've never heard of it in the world. Their method is not serious."

Fu Heng nodded, and said softly: "I want to ask about the situation in their church. They have no enmity with me, and they were invited by me, so they won't lie to us..." Before finishing speaking, Piao Gao came in, Then he stopped, and said with a smile: "Please sit down—it's a fate. Today is August [-]th, a beautiful moon. We will eat wine and watch the moon under this eaves, watch the sword dance, and have a good night's talk. It's a great pleasure." Piao Gao took a look at blind Wu who was sitting silently at the side, raised his face and said, "May I ask the names of the two nobles?"

"Don't dare, my surname is Shi, and my name is Yong."

"Wu Liang, known as Blind Wu," said Blind Wu coldly, "I don't use my real name—how do you think we are nobles?"

Taoist Piao Gao only smiled slightly, and said, "Blind Wu, of course you are not an idle person. You must have some 'serious skills', otherwise why would you be praised by the world's bodyguard bureaus, black and white friends?" After hearing this, he felt even more vigilant, he smiled, and asked tentatively: "Then——Piao Gao, which 'dao' do you belong to?" "I am Huang Dao." Piao Gao laughed and said, " I am the missionary envoy of Zhengyang Sect; I vow to help the world with my body, cut my legs to heal people, gouge out my heart and feed eagles; The ambition of robbery, what is there to hide from others and ask people to 'be careful'?"

"The ability of the Taoist master is really amazing! When we are away from home and meet strangers, it's normal to remind them behind our backs, isn't it?" Fu Heng also laughed, "But I just heard you say that the 'Zhengyang Sect' seems to be Confucianism is like Taoism and Buddha, and neither Confucianism nor Taoism is not Buddha. Is it the "Bailian" school? Oh, I don't know much about this, so just ask." Piao Gao sighed and said: "There are many roads. How can we generalize it? On the contrary, the Zhengyang Sect is against the White Lotus Sect, which is clearly stated in our song of salvation." Then he hummed softly and said:

White Lotus Sect, go to hell, suffer in life and death;

White Lotus Sect, turn back to life, never stand up;

White Lotus Sect, coaxing people, money and good things;

Breaking the law of the king, arresting you, and harming many people!

For some reason, Fu Heng felt relieved after hearing this.Seeing that Yao Qin has come back and his family has set up melons, fruits, vegetables, tea and wine in front of the eaves, Fu Heng said with a smile: "We are all merchants and businessmen on foot, don't care what he teaches, come and sit!" Please float high After entering the guest table, I poured myself a glass of wine and gave it to Miss Juanjuan, saying: "Thank you for a glass of water and wine, please show your talents."

Juanjuan took it with both hands, looked at Piao Gao, saw that Piao Gao nodded slightly, drank it in one gulp, said "thank you" in a low voice, and handed the cup back to Fu Heng.Under the moonlight, seeing her slender hands as bright and white as jade, Fu Heng couldn't help being stunned, but he heard Juanjuan scolded: "Sit down and watch the sword!" ", the two gleaming silver swords are already in the hands, but they turn around with the swords, chopping, stabbing and slashing, the two hands have different techniques, and they have already circled around the courtyard like the wind and snow.Blind Wu is an expert among them, sitting at the side holding a cup and meditating, he saw that this sword technique is neither Taiji, nor Emei, nor Rouyun, nor Kunlun... Given his wide belly, he didn't know what kind of trick Juanjuan was using , In the blink of an eye, Juanjuan has changed her posture, protecting her body with two cold swords, spinning like a spinning top into a ball of silver, and a gust of whirlwind hits her.Blind Wu couldn't help shouting: "Okay, the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara technique! This is too labor-intensive, I'm afraid it won't last."

"Mr. Shi, do you have an inkstone?"

Taoist Piao Gao asked Fu Heng a question, but seeing Fu Heng watching intently, he didn't hear him.After saying one more sentence, Fu Heng woke up from the shock: "Ah? Ah, do you want an inkstone?" Then he turned around and ordered: "Take out the big square inkstone in the saddlebag, as well as paper and pen. I can use it." Xiao Qizi hurriedly agreed, took the inkstone to scoop water, and ground the ink, and it took a long time to grind half of the ink in the inkstone.When Fu Heng was about to write, Piao Gao grabbed the inkstone without saying a word, and splashed half a pool of ink on Juanjuan who was dancing with a sword!
Everyone exclaimed, caught off guard.The ink was blocked by the sword and splashed in all directions. The people under the eaves could not avoid it in time, and ink stains were splashed everywhere on their faces, hands, and clothes.Just as she was in amazement, Juanjuan's rotation slowed down, she quickly retracted her two swords, sheathed her swords together, and bowed to the crowd under the eaves, still with a solemn and solemn demeanor.After a while, everyone came to their senses and applauded in unison, "Okay!"

"Ah!" Fu Heng got up and went down the steps, walked towards Juanjuan in a hurry, walked around, and saw that there was no ink on his body, he shook his head and sighed: "Such a unique skill, how can I bury a pearl in the world!" Piao Gao on top He said to Blind Wu: "Mr. Wu, I say that Mr. Shi is a noble person, right? I'm afraid the tea and porcelain dealers can't say that." Blind Wu just drank his wine and said nothing. Come on, I'm coming to Shixing." Several people in the upper room immediately got busy setting tables and spreading rice paper.Juanjuan seemed to have just taken a serious look at Fu Heng at this moment, and immediately turned her head away.Fu Heng chanted step by step in the courtyard:
There are heroes in the crescent eyebrows, and the evening makeup is thin.Short temples red clothes, narrow sleeves lingering tied.Wearing a tight Hunan skirt on the back, holding a lotus collar on the side.Please dance for the feast and enjoy this good night.Take the ink-stained inkstone pool, which was originally filled with poetry.Xiao Li was silent, trying to expand left and right.Wei Zhuo's boot toes suddenly let go.Entering Shuangyulong for the first time, pankong fights and grasps.Gradually, it is like electric horse training, winding and interlacing.Even if no one is seen for a moment, a cold light flickers.Go straight up and startle the apes, and come across to sweep lightly.The courage to lose the pedantic Confucianism and worry, the heart breaks the strong man and explodes.Lei Tong shrank and was discouraged, and the treacherous man trembled and wanted to be abused.The ink spilled across the sky, draining the inkstone pool to dry up.Stop dancing and look at yourself, never write a little ink.

It seems that the chapter has come to an end here, Fu Heng stared at Juanjuan, and then slowly chanted: "Yan Ran's clay figurine's arms, her waist and limbs are as thin as a skin."When waiting for the inscription, he hesitated for a moment, and wrote: "On a Mid-Autumn Festival night, under the moon, the beautiful woman Juanjuan dances her sword." After handing this ink-dripping handwriting to Piao Gao, Piao Gao smiled and said to Juanjuan: "This is also a poem. This is the best dance I've ever seen you do, and it's not in vain for Mr. Shi's poem!" Juanjuan took a closer look sheepishly.Her eyes flashed, and she glanced at Fu Heng again, her cheeks blushed, she sighed with emotion, and then said in a low voice: "Sir, can you give this to me?"

"Of course." Fu Heng said with a smile, "It's just for you." Before he could speak, he suddenly heard shouts from the street outside, and a group of people yelled and swarmed into the front yard. Fu Heng Frowning, he said, "Is there something wrong? Little Qizi, go and have a look!" Little Seventh promised, but before he reached the second gate, more than a dozen yamen servants rushed in with torches in their hands.Before Xiao Qizi had time to ask questions, he was shoved by a burly man, throwing his legs upside down!Xiao Qizi is used to following Fu Heng to do his best, so how could he spare these people, and immediately yelled: "Bastard! You dare to come here to bully people even if you can't read or write! I'm fucking you bloody grandma! So you rebelled?" A yamen servant who looked like a team leader lifted him up, his face showed two mouths, he pushed him along, kicked his buttocks, and kicked Xiaoqizi lying on the ground for a long time, unable to move.The Yatou stared at Fu Heng and the others, called Zhuang Ding, and said, "Go up and recognize the murderer!"

"Yes, Team Leader Jiang!"

A Zhuang Ding came out with a sound, walked up to the steps, and looked at each person with his eyes under the bright lamp.After a while, he took a step back suddenly, pointing at Yao Qin in surprise and shouting, "That's him!" Team leader Jiang grinned grimly, and said, "Life is hard to hide in a three-foot world, it's true! Take all these people away!" Down!"

"Meng Lang!"

A person behind him suddenly said coldly.When Team Leader Jiang turned around, he saw a short black man standing behind him, and he couldn't help but startled: "Who are you, are you standing in the way?" Seeing that this man was blind Wu, Fu Heng got up and went around at some point.Blind Wu said again: "What are you guys going to do? Speak slowly if you have something to say, how can you hit someone just by raising your hand?"

"Beat people?" Team leader Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "The murderer is nesting here with you, and I'm going to catch people and kill people!" Involuntarily, a skyrocket hit Wu Xiazi in the ribs.Unexpectedly, when the fist touched the body, it felt like being hit on a pig iron ingot, and the pain in several phalanges was unbearable immediately!Squad leader Jiang turned around, kneaded his dislocated hand with a frown, and shouted to the crowd: "Beat him!" A dozen yamen servants rushed up immediately, surrounding Blind Wu in the middle.Some punched, some kicked, and some squatted and hugged their legs, trying to overturn him.That blind man Wu was so strong that he was pushed, beaten and pulled, and he remained motionless as if he had taken root.Fu Heng also wanted to let him show his kung fu in front of Piao Gao, so he said after a while: "Old Wu, don't worry about them. Come here!" Blind Wu let out a muffled growl, his whole body trembling, and five or six yamen servants scattered in all directions.Blind Wu snorted and went to the table and said, "Speaking of beating, can you withstand the flick of my finger?" He took the porcelain lid of the wine pot on the table, took off the thumb-sized top button on the lid, and gently tapped it with his thumb and forefinger. As soon as he squeezed it, the solid porcelain buttons were broken into powder one after another. Seeing his hard work, Piao Gao was also horrified in his heart.

Only then did Fu Heng step down and said: "We are duty-bound people who know the law. If my guest kills someone, I will not protect him." Pointing to Yao Qin, he asked Zhuang Ding: "-- such a small child, Did you witness him murder?"

"Yes..." Zhuang Ding was a little frightened by Fu Heng's gaze, he hesitated and said, "It's him!"

"Who did you kill, when and where?"

"It was our Old Master Shi who killed him, just now at the banquet outside!"

Fu Heng burst out laughing suddenly, and said, "He was with me in this courtyard, never leaving a single step. If you can't catch the murderer, can you just slander him for nothing?—Please come to your county magistrate, and I will talk to him face to face. !"

(End of this chapter)